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day 29 - talking bout a revolution

Today

Smallest Cutest Colleague: Would you classify our team meeting as unimaginably dull?

Me: Yes. Sometimes I think I can hear the tinny individual shrieks of my brain cells dying. One by one. Diminishing in small increments. Along with my yoof, and beauty and energy. One day I shall be but an empty shell, in whom nothing but the desire for cake shall remain.

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Me, to my mother: I just got a text message from someone who says they are my Russian cousin? Do I know who she is? Do you?

Mother: Sure you do. I was in a car accident with her father.

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Earlier:

WHY I MARRIED INTO A HEALTH AND SAFETY NIGHTMARE, AND WOULD IT BE ETHICALLY WRONG TO KEEP AnYCHILDREN I HAVE WITH THIS MAN TIED UP

Z: Oh this scar? I got it ages ago, when I was playing in the abandoned glass factory with the other children. And I was trying to even the shape of a piece of glass by hitting it with a coke bottle but it broke off in my hand and sliced off the back of my little finger. That kind of freaked me out so I stuck it back on and it healed.

Z: I guess I did scare my parents a few times. Like that time when my sister and I opened the oven door and decided to sit on it like a bench and then the oven overbalanced and fell on top of us and trapped us inside and my grandmother who was alone in the house with us couldn't move it. Or the time when I was a pretending to be a mountain climber and I tied a belt to the wardrobe and was using it to climb up and then it crashed on top of me and we all fell down.

*defensively* It wasn't a completely reckless and dangerous childhood. After all my mother never let me row my kayak down the Danube because she said it was full of whirlpools. Which is kind of hypocritical, considering that she used to entertain herself all the time as a girl by swimming out to where the whirlpools were in the river and swirling round and round and round in them... like a carousel.

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The part about shrieks of dying brain cells? I won't say LOL! because "annoying" but I did. Also I'm pretty sure I've failed to mention this but "ooohshiny" wins the prestigious though sadly nonexistent nablopomo prize for best weblog url, as far as I'm concerned.

oooh, an award!
*babbles* this is an honour I wasn't expecting...

I'd like to thank my family, and my stylist, and god...

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